Treasures of Evolution

The soft scratching of Barlow's quill against parchment formed a gentle rhythm as dawn's first light crept through the windows of Fluffy's chambers. Outside, the gardens of Château Parfum awakened to the Blossom Moon morning, with groundskeepers...

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